The ancient dragon stared at his new mistress with surprise in his dark teal eyes. This human seemed to show something that the others Gore encountered did not. Compassion. Despite punishing him or yelling when something would go wrong, she seemed to give him the benefit of the doubt. Did she change her mind as she got to know him on their flight? After all when she first met him, she was hitting him to let her down and yelling at him to stop when he was protecting her. With a sigh, the Dragon couldn't answer the questions he had and out of respect, wouldn't ask his new mistress what he was thinking. Instead he would follow these humans to where they wanted to keep him. It wasn't that Gore trusted them and yes he could fly off without much of a fight behind him. Honor. Honor was the reason why very few dragons ever attempted escaping. Fleeing in the face of oppression was the opposite of what a Dragons believed in. After all, these humans..Rosalie in particular. Changing her mind or not, she [i] did [/i] save him from an execution. That and her compassion interested him. No other human seemed to be like her and the other two that followed suit, they were interested in him not violent or aggressive. Was his tale really that renowned?..He didn't know but he wanted to find out. 

Continuing along the mountain side, The Blood Dragon looked around the grounds that were a battlefield a mere three weeks ago. There were still stains of blood on trees and even a few pieces of the hunters that were launched in the air. With a gruff, the scent of the hunters had lingered, Doubting the humans could catch the scent, the Dragon remained quiet. Maybe it would be best if they didn't know there were still bodies out here from the onslaught against him.. 
As they started to leave the mountain side, Gore's eyes widened at the sight of a Ballista arrow that dropped after hitting him. The weapon looked rusted and bent in places from hitting him. With a cringe, The Dragon slowly moved closer to the sight, staring at the damage it suffered from hitting him as well as crashing into the ground, leaving a trail of rippled ground in its wake. Getting closer to it, now he could see the ports where the fire blasted out, causing it to hurt him more when it hit. Tilting his head at it, his mind started to work on how he could stop it from hurting him as much as it did and possibly how to use it against his enemies if they decided on this type of weapon.

Looking ahead, all Gore could hear was the siblings teasing one another, making him move closer to pay more attention. Watching as the brother ruffled his mistress hair actually made the Dragon tense, groaning silently at their banter. Humans were so confusing! They wanted to stay out of sight but they were playing around and teasing one another. With a faint grumble, the Blood Dragon sighed and simply shrugged. It must be something only [i] they [/i] were into. Why did they find their shortened names terrible and even tease about ex-mates? When Dragons mated, it was for life and the loss of one meant a horrible fate for the survivor as well. With another sigh, his dark eyes fell over the quiet one of the three siblings. Eric seemed to be methodical in his actions, With a smile, Gore stopped when he heard something from a distance. Looking around, nothing was in sight. Staring at the three, he cringed at what he heard. 
"They shant notice, aye?.." Muttered the Blood Dragon under his breath, knowing he could get back before the three even realized he was gone. Turning around, he quickly ducked away into an alley, using his claws to help climb up a building to get a better look at where the noise was coming from. The second he got to the roof of the building, he heard crying.

Gore quickly ran toward it, stopping to see a group of boys throwing a girl in the mud, taking her doll. They seemed to be laughing at her.
"Hahaha, your father wasn't man enough to go fight the Blood Dragon but ours? They came back! Out of the few too! You are just like him. You look good covered in mud Patty..At least your doll is clean right?" Said one, picking up the doll to wipe it off. "Maybe we should keep this as a reward for making a wimpy coward like you squirm.."
Staring down at them, Gore clenched his claws with a faint growl. After a moment, a large tail whipped down from the building, grabbing the boys wrist, causing him to drop the doll. Within an instant, the tail grabbed the doll as the boys all stumbled back at the sight of the Blood Dragon lowering his body down the building, closing the distance between him and the bullies within seconds, snapping his jaws shut in front of them before letting out a reptilian snarl. The boys all seemed to shriek and one even started to wet himself as they turned and quickly ran away.
With a huff, Gore nodded his Dragon head and looked at the girl, moving his tail over to her, picking her up out of the mud and setting her down, gently wiping the mud off her face, placing the doll in her hands gently. 

With a faint smile, The Dragon quickly ran down into an empty street, shifting back as he started to move quickly, actually catching up with the three siblings without much of a fuss. Looking around, he saw the bullies he scared off, flashing a fang from how widely he was smiling. The streets were practically empty and he moved quick so the chances of anyone hearing about the Blood Dragon being in town were slim, along with anyone being able to tell it was Rosalie who owned him..right?
Whether or not he was noticed by anyone in town, he wondered if the three even recognized that he was gone for the few minutes he disappeared. If they had, he would just be vague with his answer, saying that he saw something new that caught his attention. 

Looking at Siggy at his question, he didn't say anything. Thinking back to what happened in the days long passed, Gore looked toward his mistress, then back at Siggy. 
"I recall such events..The skies were furious and angry as the clouds raged and stormed. Though to flee, a battle must have taken place. Humans create something where there is nothing to feel enlightened of themselves. Folly to such things lad.. Why is of no consequence nay is what truly happened. Merely know that Humans are cruel in what they had done and in turn, others suffered for it."
With that he didn't say anything else on the topic, nor did he want to. If his mistress asks, he would tell but until then, there were some things he wanted to keep to himself.

Finally! they arrived at his mistress' hearth, causing him to look around at all the places he could stay. They were still going back and forth about where it should be and of course, Rosalie surprised him with her offer to let him choose.
"You hold my thanks, Mistress..I..Prefer sleeping on the ground, Beds are too soft and a shed is too confining. Sleeping in this form brings great unease.." Looking at the few, he simply nodded. "The shed, aye? Taking that will be fine. Though before you send me to my..'chambers'. Is there anything you need, mistress?" He asked, looking at her. "I, as your Dragon can aid you in your daily life as well as prepare you meals for the day." He said, looking at her.